“Hey, do I know you from somewhere?” She spoke in a quiet, seeming tired tone looking at the familiar person in front of her she could quite put a finger on, it seemed so distant.. But yet familiar, she then looked around squinting her eyes at them her mind not really working as it should be in the current moment; but slowly by steadily moved closer to get into the lights ray to see easier.
- @ask-ancientvietnam
“No, not really. It’s been pretty lonely here, nothing new happening currently just your casual farming, crafting. It’s been lonely without Germania.” She explains as she then stops in front of him, she said nothing else her eyes half-lidded, more empty now then before & tired looking with this almost dreaded, exhausted look.. It looks like that wasn’t the only reason why for her sudden departure about a year ago. Once she stopped infront of him she grimaced at the light a-bit but said nothing, she then just waited at an appropriate distances now more stern then before with her cheery, adventurous persona.
“Yes, well if it doesn’t take your time, of course.”, She replied blinking not knowing how to process his request which seemed almost foreign to her, she blinked then rubbed her eyes & ears before trying to remember how the hell she got here; it wasn’t working, her mind fuzzy, buzzing with a loud inconsistent blur that she can’t quite put a finger on even if she tried too.. Welp, this sucks, she groaned pinching the bridge of her nose before releasing it looking at him with reluctance before huffing sitting down within’ the grass in front of him.
“Sure.” She replied blinking slightly startled taking his hand supporting herself up, she then let him lead her anywhere just following.
“Oh. Wait I definitely know you.. But question is.. Do you know me?” She asked making sure she wasn’t mixing him up with another person as she approached plopping into the seat offered to her before she glanced around curiously.
He pours her a cup of freshly brewed lotus tea. The aroma is nice, not too powerful, more like a gentle, calming lull. Before taking a seat himself, he pours his own cup as well. No, I don't know you. But how come you know me?
“Are you related to Rome? The dunderhead?” She blinked recognizing the genetics, her eye narrowed not quite knowing how to be respectful or show appreciation.
"Rome?"
Such a weird name. He takes a sip from his tea, trying to find the correct words.
"I've never heard of a Rome."
“… Seriously?” She replied back, her arms slowly crossed not convinced as her eyes scanned his face; she then leaned over in her seat asking. “Then who? Who are you a descendant of.”
"..depends on who you ask."
He can feel a headache forming. Why must his family line be so weird? He takes another sip of his tea and shifts a little in his seat.
"my closest ancestor is my grandfather, Romulus, the king of this fine land. Unless you want to know about someone further back?"
“So..” Ancient Vietnam sighed exasperated before she leaned over then asked with a firm yet intimidating voice. “The stupid bouncy Rome, does he still have a lot of girlfriends?” She asked then leaned back in her seat, arms crossed waiting.
